Roots I Hold

We all carry weight.

Not the kind you can set down on the floor —
the kind that lives inside you.
Memories. Failures. Losses. Growth.
The moments that shaped you before you were ready.

Most people spend their lives trying to escape that weight.
To silence it. To forget it. To outrun it.

But what if the weight was never the enemy?
What if it was the root system of who you’ve become?

Roots I Hold is not just an artwork.
It is a quiet confrontation and a quiet reminder.

Some will see release.
Some will see acceptance.
Some will see strength.
Some will finally recognize their own story reflected back at them.

Because this piece doesn’t tell you what your weight means.
It simply asks you to stop running from it long enough to look at it.

And when something like this lives in your space,
it changes the conversation you have with yourself.

It turns weight into awareness.
Awareness into understanding.
And understanding into growth.

So the real question isn’t what you are carrying.

It’s whether you’re ready to see it as something that made you, not something that broke you.

The weight I carry is not what holds me back,
it is what taught me how to stand.